In the Wee Hours a Poem by Trish Hubschman

In the Wee Hours a Poem by Trish Hubschman

In The Wee Hours

By Trish Hubschman

February 2022


It’s dark and quiet.

Too cold to get out of bed.

But I can’t sleep.

My mind is keeping me awake.

I’m thinking and pondering, worrying,

Trying to figure so many things out.

What I’m writing, does it flow?

What’s going on out there,

Yesterday, today, tomorrow.

It’s making me edgy.

I need to relax.

I roll onto my side.

Close my eyes.

Try to put a black-out on my Brain.

I sing songs in my head.

Nothing works.

I’m not going to win.

I lay on my back again

And let my mind do what it will.

I keep my eyes closed, just in case.

I still hope to doze off.

It’s too early to get up.

I’ll just have to lay here and let myself go.

Sometimes I fall asleep.

Sometimes I don’t.


Trish Hubschman is the author of the Tracy Gayle mystery book series, Tidalwave, Stiff Competition, Ratings Game and uneasy Tides. Tracy is a Long Island private detective. Her sidekick, Danny Tide, is the leader of the rock band Tidalwave. Tracy is hired to find out who set fire to the band’s summer tour bus. This leads to deeper, darker things.

Trish is a graduate of Long Island University’s Southampton Campus and has a Bachelor’s degree in English-Writing. She is deafblind and lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, author Kevin Hubschman, and their dog, henry.

Her website is


One Comment

  1. patricia hubschman Reply
    February 23, 2022

    I didn’t realize that other people `had this same incident occur. With me lately it is hapening more and more. I did find that when Henry finally jumps on the bed and tucks himself up against my back I do relax a bit

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